It starts to get dark and I hurry home. Curfew begins at sundown until the next day. This is day 158 of the year 2050.

It seems unbelievable that only 27 years ago life was so different. We did not imagine in the year 2023 that the Artificial Intelligence project developed by that famous communication company would get out of control and develop an amazing ability to think and end up commanding all humans to obey.

Now we are dominated by AI and can hardly do those things we used to enjoy so much. Of the few pleasures in life that we enjoyed in 2023, coffee remains. Although, possibly, we will soon lose that too.

In recent days the AI advised one of the few humans controlling the world's great fortune to add an insect concentrate to coffee to add nutrients and increase prices.

Soon that became a new formula that took regular coffee off the shelves and positioned insect-based coffee.

The truth is that I tried this new invention and vomited 1 bora in a row. It was the most horrible thing that mankind could have invented after instant coffee.

As prices went up I ran out of money and I can no longer afford to buy the normal dark liquid coffee, which is now like a relic.
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I resigned myself. Like most, we had to give up our precious coffee and settle for a 100 gram can at $100. Quite a torture.

A few months ago I went to the basement of my house. This is an old property that belonged to my family for generations. While looking for some garden lamps for the Sovereign AI day decorations, I found a hidden door.

With much fear I entered and there was a tunnel. I kept walking while shining a makeshift lamp that the previous visitor left at the door.

At the end of the tunnel there was a very natural light, I was very surprised and when I passed I found a very beautiful garden, it was a small paradise hidden underground with a perfect light filtration for plants to grow. That's how I made my own coffee crop.

The AI regime never found out about this. As I brought down my coffee purchases I deficed to lovingly care for my plants and they grew beautifully. And to roast and grind the beans I would go to the secret garden. No one suspects this.

I will continue to fight every day to keep my daily dose of coffee.